From the House of Mars Everyday I go out into the world to work or play and every night I come home to the House of Mars to make sense of it all

I ended the last post with a question. Are some animals suicidal? If you recall I had found a dead mouse in this bucket.

Now I ask you. Could this be an accident? Oh yeah, little mousie just happened to be walking around the basement and decided to climb a foot and a half up a bucket? Come on!

Not convinced? Okay, how about this? Have you ever been driving about in the country, and there on the side of the road is a dead skunk or opossum. It always makes me sad but it also makes me wonder. These are the types of roads where one car passes by every two minutes, and that’s on a busy day. You mean it’s just a coincidence that as that one car is coming, the animal just happened to be crossing. I know both skunks and opossums are among the slowest of mammal. So does Mother Nature. That’s why she gave them special powers of protection:

Skunks, their odor and

opossums, their acting talent – playing dead.

And then there’s those mice who come into The House of Mars during the winter. I realize their choices are limited –

stay out in the cold

Hunker down in the dreary basement or come up, using whatever secret passage known to mice,

and face these two, or

Marcos, who was still with us most of last winter, a faithful volunteer on Mouse Patrol who usually trotted off with the capture.

I don’t know about you, but I’d hightail it back down into the basement!

And before I leave the subject of death, let me make a confession, there was a death on the Mars property.

I’m guilty of herbicide

You see it’s an ongoing battle when it comes to poison ivy vs yours truly.

Sometimes I win.

And sometimes PI wins. And when she does you don’t want to see me. Trust me. It’s not a pretty sight.

One response to “What Are They Thinking?”

Good for you for taking care of that nasty poison ivy! I hate it with a passion because I’m terribly allergic, too. I thought of you today, when a squirrel nearly made a dash in front of our car…He thought better of it, just in the nick of time! Have a great week.

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I am trying to make sense of a world that changes daily. Blackberries,I-phones, I-pads, Bluetooths. No, blueteeth, that sounds better. And there's the rub, you see? For me, it's the words, not the things. Words are to describe moments of our lives, and that's it. That's what I'm all about. Unplugging and taking my time to experience everyday life so I can put it to words